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Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, but trust Him for His grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.

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Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, but trust Him for His grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
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Frowned Grace Judge Judging Lord Trust
God made bees, and bees made honey, God made man, and man made money,
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Devil God Honey Made Men Pride
How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, whom I may whisper, solitude is sweet.
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Friend Grant Loneliness Pas Retreat Solitude Sweet Whisper
A heretic, my dear sir, is a fellow who disagrees with you regarding something neither of you knows anything about.
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Atheism Dear Heretic Regard Something
…So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
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Evening Let Night Peaceful Welcome
Deep in unfathomable mines Of never failing skill He treasures up his bright designs,
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Bright Deep Design Fall Mine Skill Treasure Unfathomable
There is mercy in every place. And mercy, encouraging thought gives even affliction a grace and reconciles man to his lot.
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Affliction Encourage Every Give Great Lot Mercy Place Reconcile
The nurse sleeps sweetly, hired to watch the sick, / whom, snoring, she disturbs.
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Distribute Hire Nurse Sick Sleep Snoring Sweetly Watch
Sends Nature forth the daughter of the skies… To dance on earth, and charm all human eyes.
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Daughter Eye Nature Send Sky Truth
The kindest and the happiest pair Will find occasion to forbear; And something, every day they live, To pity, and perhaps forgive.
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Forbear Forgiving Happier Kindest Occasion Pair Pity Something
The only amaranthine flower on earth is virtue; the only lasting treasure, truth.
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Earth Flower Inspirational Treasure Truth
Heaven’s harmony is universal love.
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Harmony Heaven Love Religious Universal
Solitude, seeming a sanctuary, proves a grave; a sepulchre in which the living lie, where all good qualities grow sick and die
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Good Grow Living Lying Quality Sanctuary Sick Solitude
Absence of occupation is not rest; A mind quite vacant is a mind distressed.
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Mind Occupation Quite Relaxation Wisdom
Remorse begets reform.
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Allow Beget Reform Remorse
Satire is, more than those he brands, to blame; He hides behind a magisterial air He own offences, and strips others’ bare.
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Bare Behind Blamer Brand Magisterial More Offense Own Satire Strip
The proud are ever most provoked by pride.
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Ever Haughtiness Most Pride Proud Provoked
I will pray, therefore, for blessings on my friends, even though they cease to be so, and upon my enemies, though they continue such.
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Bless Cease Continue Enemies Friend Pray Such
But oars alone can ne’er prevail To reach the distant coast; The breath of Heaven must swell the sail, Or all the toil is lost.
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Alone Heaven Lost Oar Prevail Toil
Skins may differ, but affection Dwells in white and black the same.
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Affection Black Dwell Skin White
To follow foolish precedents, and wink With both our eyes, is easier than to think.
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Easier Eye Foolish Government Precedent Think Thinking
Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men; Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
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Attentive Head Knowledge Men Own Repeat Thought Widsom
And natural in gesture; much impress’d Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
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Address Anxious Become Change Conscious Feed Gesture Grace Guilt Impressed Messenger Much Tender
Grief is itself a medicine.
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Death Grief Itself Medicine Pain
I am out of humanity’s reach.I must finish my journey alone,Never hear the sweet music of speech;I start at the sound of my own.
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Humanity Journey Music Reach Speech Sweet
Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in
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Cheer Column Cup Each Evening Preach Steamy Welcome
How happy it is to believe, with a steadfast assurance, that our petitions are heard even while we are making them; and how delightful to meet with a proof of it in the effectual and actual grant of them.
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Assurance Believe Even Happy Heard Make Petition Prayer Proof

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